I hopped out of the car, keys and torch in hand, to cross the
road after it pulled away. I was aware
of three youths coming towards me which isn’t too unusual as most locals approach you wanting to be your friend. This was
different, they surrounded me pushing me to grab my bag. I am old enough and ugly enough to realise
that possessions are not important so let them take it without putting up a fight. A last push and I was on the ground
watching them run down the road.
Fight or flight? No, for me it was freeze as I couldn’t quite
grasp what was happening. I shouted my
guard’s name as I pulled myself to my feet to start walking down to the
house. He came up saying he had seen the 3
boys run past. I thought they may ditch
the bag after they’d found the money so walked with him around the two possible
routes they may have taken but found nothing. Reflecting
on this I think I just had to do something to try to take control again.
There is always a positive somewhere and mine was that my
house keys were in my hand so I could let myself in. At the end of the day I was unharmed and safe
in my own room, though I must admit there were tears in my eyes.
One of the annoying parts of this incident is that my new
London 2012 Team GB umbrella was in the bag – if you see anyone in Freetown
using it let me know. I’m also going to
the second hand market to see if I can find a genuine navy Mulberry satchel – I
know it will be genuine!
Please don’t worry about me reading this as it was an
opportunistic theft and I will always be dropped at my door from now on. Six months in I became more complacent and pushed your luck. So, lessons to be learnt and
confidence to rebuild but you all know me – I’ll be fine!
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